Marriage is Because of Trust
Lunch Part 4

Not long after Ilker went down after he took his phone with a pile of problems inside his head. While Rana looks already sullen annoyed to see the brother who never arrived. Holding a hungry stomach and a dry throat. Both of his lips were almost chapped as a result of he had never drank.

Ilker then went down and had already stepped all the way to the kitchen. Walking slowly as if he was slacking - sinking, like a thief peeking at someone from afar, tilting his head towards the chair.

On the chair, Rana seemed to groan in annoyance waiting for the man with quite a long time. "Once in a while, Brother is like this, huh!" he looked at the clock spinning on the wall.

Ilker immediately gave a surprise. Calling my sister over the phone.

Cring ! Cring ! Cring !

Suddenly, Rana was surprised to hear the sound of her phone ringing. "Son," he murmured softly with a normal face look at the name calling. He held himself back from his seat because both hands had closed his eyes. He also insisted on fighting the hand that closed both his eyes tightly. Put the phone he held on the table. At least he did not hear the sound of the phone calling him was somewhere because Ilker put the phone on the bar table facing the dining table.

Sontak Rana also let go of the fingers firmly. "Didnit! Who the hell is this?" he shouted at the thought of a ridiculous act that had never happened at all. "This is who, anyway? Oi! Don't mess with me, yeah!" he said violently pulling the fingers with all his might.

Push it!

Eventually, both fingers slipped from his eyes.

"Haha!" Sontak Ilker immediately laughed as if he was doing a funny action.

"Sister! Noah! I think I don't know who," his reticence normalized his blurry vision.

"Haha! Just like that you can not recognize it," said Ilker indifferently. Pull up a chair and sit in front of the dining table. "So I thought you were shrewd. Can guess someone from his fingers" he opened the face-down plate. That's the easiest thing." Put an apron and gulp down the filled mineral water in the glass.

"aaagh! Brother is just there. From where we can recognize a person from his fingers. It was very difficult . Anyway, that's not my forte. I can only guess the point of the arrow from a long distance," said Rana put rice on her plate while giving black pepper beef towards her brother.

"Once you have to be clever to recognize someone from his fingers" said Ilker, looking at Rana at a glance and looking down to take a neatly arranged tablespoon on the right then take the knife located on the left.

"Hm! This only applies to people who do not have jobs. And I don't like silly things like that the least" Rana said indifferently. Raise both shoulders and put rice into the plate just like the brother who does not like hot rice or cold rice.

"But sometimes we have to try something new. That tests adrenaline and guts. Didn't you?" ask Ilker to Rana. Cutting his favorite black pepper beef .

"Hm!" Rana mendehem, pursed both lips that followed both eyes widened. "Maybe according to some people so," he continued . "But I don't!" he insisted firmly. "I've tried too much Kak" he suddenly said, which made Ilker choke. He put down a spoon and gulped down the water rough. Silently looked at his sister's suddenly moody face.

"Nearly every day I try but almost everything also fails. Nothing worked but to try to be patient and sincere" he said staring at the tablespoon that swung half in the air and almost landed in his mouth.

Ilker then fused his brows as if wondering, staring into the face of the younger brother and simultaneously permeating each of the woman's words deeply. Subduing back his head looked at the rice and the black pepper cow that stayed a little. Bribes by mouth he continued to put into the mouth with his mind which still floated to the wife in the midst of his sister's endless babbling. He insinuates his brother into doing good to him, as he used to.

"Even I didn't show any face, she wasn't sensitive at all" said Rana sadly with great emphasis. "How could I possibly learn to recognize fingers? While recognizing faces only he can't." Rana again satirized with a bent face. Staring at the brother who suddenly flinch. He was surprised as he chewed on the rice that had landed on his lips. "Everything else I have to do besides guess the center point of the arrow," he continued, swallowing the rice. Looking at her brother, it seemed to be daydreaming.

"So, the food's bad?" rana asked when she saw Ilker's face change. Staring at the man put down a tablespoon and as if staring with a blank look.

"Oh, no!" Ilker immediately woke up from the daydream. "Good food. Today Brother is on a diet again," he replied, closing the spoon and releasing the apron.

"Ooh!" Rana muttered softly looking at the man with a slow nod. "Is Brother okay?" Rana asked again in curiosity.

"Hm!" ilker replied with an excited tone of voice. Hands pushing the chair backwards. Get up and stand around.

"Sister!" Call Rana for a moment.

"Sir, there was news from the campus. He said, "On campus there's a carnival. So, it is likely that I will return there," said Rana staring at the face of the older sister who was staring at him flatly.

"Then?" ask Ilker.

"But before that, brother. I want to ask for an opinion from Brother because I have no intention of going back there yet" replied Rana sticking a spoon a little long in the mouth.

"If it's about something important. Why should I ask for approval from my brother?" Ilker instead of giving an opinion according to his sister's wishes he asked back to attack the woman when he saw the look of the face of the sister looked confused.

Rana immediately gaped in wonder, staring at the brother without blinking he did not expect at all that from his complaints about it got a slanted response from the man who had been his role model.

Put the spoon into the plate roughly. "Do you know? My tuition hasn't been paid." Sliding the chair then stood up, looking at the sister's face in pias. "For six months. Brother never again asked me about my college," she screeched.

"Learn to decide your own choices. Do not rely too much on the decisions of others," said Ilker firmly, staring at the sister as if full of assertiveness.

Rana was silent for a moment as if she had gotten a less pleasant throw at the speech that the man had uttered.

Biting his molars firmly while gripping the spoon as hard as possible to refrain from getting carried away by emotions. Looking in any direction while holding back the emotions inside.

Ilker left immediately, leaving the younger brother struggling with emotions. Walking towards his boxer room, they called Alen to ask him about his new mission.

The crane! The crane! The crane!

The call connection was connected as quickly as possible in the follow left hand stick the phone in the left ear and in the follow hand the right hand holds the door knof and then in the follow the right foot step in first go inside after the door opens.

Alen who has disguised himself as a foreign language private teacher from today will launch his action in wanting to become a spy into the mafia house that has been kissed by him. Lifting a cell phone that rings.

"Master," he said, picked up the phone and stared at the lit screen. Slide the green slide to the right.

📱"Hello Sir! Good afternoon, sir," said Alen from behind the phone in a tone of voice of vigil, slow and careful. Swallowing saliva in fear of the rampage of the person behind the phone.

📱"What's the development?" ask Ilker to know. Standing staring at boxing with emotions that peak up to the crown.

📱"So far the news that I just got, if Gohan Hakan is a mobster who is most feared, sir," replied Alen.

📱"How much do you know about it?" asked Ilker to investigate.

📱"He's a mafia in armament, sir. According to the information I just got, he has also now been hoarding solar smuggling" Alen replied. Staring at his face that looks geeky after he turned himself into a teacher who looks a bit hick. At first glance he smiled amusedly looking at his aura which was different from usual in the mirror.

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